jaemin-iaโ:
Hold || Seira & Jaemin
His eyes were pupil red, not because of hunger but he had sensed the two were in some of danger. Without second guessing on his thoughts he helped Seira desperately seeking out shelter. He was exhausted, but he had to make sure that they were going to be okay. That Seira was going to be alright. He didnโt know who these people and how did they even find them. He sat there in front of Seira making sure that he was alright thinking of his own state. As Seira pointed out his wound, he smiled with tired eyes.ย โIโll be okay. You know how stubborn I am. To me this is just a little scratch.ย โ A slight lie since they did scratch him with iron, took him a while to heal but he didnโt to worry Seira more.
And so he sat there reaching for Seiraโs shoes that was literally drenched taking them off.ย โIโm sorry..I should have realized they were following us. I thought something was strange, but I didnโt think much of it.โ he sighed. There was so much more that Jaemin felt like he had to learn still. Itโs been more than a year since he was turned, but yet being more aware working on his reflexes was something he had to work on. Maybe he could ask Kayl for tips since he seemed to be a knowledgeable person, heโll have to ask him for a favor. Setting Seiraโs drenched shoes to the side he gently placed his feet onto the cold wooden floor.ย โWeโll have to stay here for tonight. Iโm afraid theyโre still searching for us, whoever they are.โ Jaemin was doing his best to stay calm, but deep down he was a bit.. anxious. Trying his best to maintain his composure, he got up looking through each and every cabinet until he found a stack of towels.ย
Sitting right beside him, he put a towel over Seiraโs head drying up the wet strands of hair.ย โSo much for wanting to venture.โ he chuckled tiredly.ย โIโm calling for a Netflix hangout next time.โย
It wasn't just a little scratch, the merman thought to himself upon looking at the vampireโs red eyes, not really wanting to speak further about the matter since it was still difficult to keep track of his breathing. Once having a bit of rest, they could be good to go since it was still dangerous for them to be inside that cottage; who knows, it could be a trap, they weren't invisible just because inside four walls. โNo need toโโ, he said, cutting off as soon as he received a cold breeze hitting his feet. As if human, his toes curled a bit upon feeling the wooden floor against them, and the male shook his head twice. โYou don't need to say sorry. It happens, after all. There will always be someone or something that wanna get us, for some reason.โ Offering the boy a tired smile, Seira glanced down to his own legs, his torso lowering slightly to touch one of his ankles, feeling it hurtful to the touch, a bit numb even in certain areas of his pale skin; nothing to worry about, only the obvious misuse of his fake legs. โActually, if you think about it, I'm the one that needs to say sorry; if they find us here, you can't rely much on me. Battle techniques aren't my strongest point, at least on land.โ When underwater, the merman could easily defeat any opponent that wasn't used to the environment, yet now the situation was quite unusual.
Letting out an exhausted sigh from his pale lips, the merman reached for the towel on top of his head, a weak chuckle being out of the lungs upon the boyโs comment while both hands took the towel to himself, not only drying up his hair, but also sliding it down to his face and neck. โUgh.โ, the male cleared his throat. โThese aren't smelling good at all.โ Seira pointed to the towels in a quick movement of his head, falling silent while the fabric went down his arms and torso, trying to dry up as much as possible. โAre you sure, though, that we don't need to do... something about these wounds?โ













